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lady practice i did last week
oz @buttart aya @breakingbridges baen @baenling
Groak :yc
groak — to stare longingly at someone who is eating in the hope that they will ask you to join them
[[Read More for long post, general confusion, slight horror, wounds/blood/gore, etc. Teebs Things]]
A dream. The sleeping thought. The subconscious. Our hidden truths, resting behind the walls in our own minds. The way we shape our worlds, together, alone. Perspective. Reality. A dream.
∞ i give a squiggle for Helios
If I Think They Are: Ugly || Plain || Alright || Cute || Freaking Adorable || Pretty || Beautiful || Hot || Stunning
“I love to call Helios handsome to his face, he flips out! Especially if his dumb mask was already off... That being said, in reality he doesn’t have striking features or anything unique... and he’s mauled let’s be real. I still think he’s dazzling, it’s in his hidden smiles and the way I can sometimes get that soft look in his eyes. Also, when you’re used to his insanity, the outlandish reactions are so cute... Kind of like Doreen and her excitement over anything shiny or suddenly existing in her viewpoint.”
If I Would Go On A Date With Them: Not even if we were the last two one earth || No || Maybe || Eh….Sure || Yes || WILL YOU MARRY ME
“Absolutely? We basically do that often enough anyway, just spending time with each other as we do whatever occupies our individual attentions. I’d love to do that more, he’s one of the few I can stand to have in my workspaces let alone touching things in them.”
If I Trust Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || With My Life
“We have an understanding, to say the least. I’ve come to understand... understand that for good and bad we’re similar men. To which... I’m not going to dig where I’m not wanted, nor will he. Not till a miracle occurs and we’re ready on our own, or disaster hits that forces it. I’m not nearly as allergic to the idea of it as he, but it’s not an easy thing to come to terms with.”
If I Care About Them: Not At All || Not Really || Kind of || Yes || Deeply
“If you’d asked me a few moons ago, I would have laughed and said not really. Then I was haunted by the weirdest shit for him, and ended up really attached, so. Yeah, I care deeply and a tad bit obsessively about him. In a good way! A healthy ‘I cannot trust this kuponut brained moron to exist so I must help’ way. We’re too similar in the worst of ways... at least for him I know how to soothe some of his hurts.”
If I Would Sleep With Them: Not Enough Alcohol in the World || No || Maybe if I were wasted || Maybe || Eh…Sure || Yes || TAKE YOUR CLOTHES OFF NOW!
There’s a moment where Latika’a leans in slowly, keeping eye contact. “He has escaped me once, and I respect his space and deep traumas. The minute I can tell that despite his self-esteem which lies lower in the ground than the graves he digs with his words... if has the interest again, though? I will have that ass. Like, not in a creepy way, but if you meet my boyfriend and look at Helios, you’ll see some things in common for my Type. I will be so patient. Eh, creepiness aside... if he genuinely doesn’t ever want to, I think I’m alright with that. The only time it’s come up was- it was a bad time for him, and I don’t regret being the responsible one in the least. I adore him no matter what he can or can’t give me. Aside from cake, I expect cake. And cuddles, if he stops those I will riot.”
My Comfort Level With Your Muse: Keep a Distance || Okay You Can Stand There, But Don’t Touch Me || Let’s Get Coffee and Talk || Let’s Cuddle || I Can Change In Front of You || Let’s Take a Bath Together
“I don’t think this needs words. Have you seen me near him? All of Ishgard now knows I’m a cuddleslut with this man. Quite literally, not even the frigid hearts and wastelands of Coerthas stopped me from getting some quality cuddling when we both ended up there. Besides, I’ve changed and bathed him by now no matter how it was in a medical setting! I’d that’s pretty comfortable!”
If I See You As: A Stranger || An Acquaintance || A Friend || A Close Friend || My Best Friend || A Crush || The Love of My Life
“He~li~os~ ❤!” Hands coming up to squish at his own cheeks childishly. “You don’t get driven to the brink of insanity and rescue a man from a dimensional rift and not end up some kind of really close friend. Probably. We ended up that way, anyway. I will never let him escape the grasp of friendship now.”
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A package is dropped off near wherever Ghostie is sleeping. It's wrapped like a normal parcel, tied with twine with a note tied to it: 'HAPPY STARLIGHT, GHOSTUMS.' Inside would be a big bag of sugar cookies, colorfully decorated with icing and shaped like different Eorzean creatures--Moogle, Chocobos, Spriggans, and Krakuls.
Saying he was wary of packages that weren’t there before he’d drifted off to sleep. Saying that he didn’t at first briskly crabwalk away from the package would have been a shameful lie. It was left completely untouched for several minutes, with only the harsh glower of two suspicious eyes to give it company. And after those many minutes, it was met with a spare few pokes and prods ever few more minutes.
It wasn’t until about three bells later, than Ghost deemed the package generally non-lethal. And finally had a look at the note attached to it.
Now, there was only one person that called him “Ghostums”. Or “Ghostie”, or any other variation of his main alias. Ignoring the mild feeling of foolishness, he set about to peeling the parcel open with delicate fingers. He recalled his bosom friend detailing a plethora of things he was planning to give everyone for Starlight (some cookies and grenades was indeed a plethora)-- but had submitted to dismissing those words after that particular conversation’s... turn of events.
But there he was, sitting on the docks of Limsa Lominsa, with a bag in his lap filled with cookies lovingly sent by his best friend.
The first thing he did with that bag of cookies was to hug it tight to his chest. Eating them almost felt cruel, to destroy these precious little cookies his friend had not only made or gotten specifically for him, but had to find him at all to even present them to him. But ate one he did, and then he ate the rest. Usually nothing was left after but a minute; this time was different. It took a couple minutes instead.
Thank you, @breakingbridges ! Hope you had a merr chrimmus!! <3
❤️ Do they fall in love easily?
No. Physical attraction surfaces first for Seeker, way before any emotional attachment, and usually he’ll stop it right then and there before things get complicated. Unconsciously or not, he’s spent a lot of his life simply not allowing himself to fall in love. So Sudden Farid™ was a very unexpected relationship for him. I put it better in a previous blog:“Somehow, he’s managed to slip right past my defenses without even trying. He hasn’t pressured me, he hasn’t questioned me, and yet with him I find myself being open. Maybe that’s it. I’m so used to holding my ground against an onslaught, defending myself from people, that when someone simply stands outside and waits… I can’t refuse.”
👠- What kind of shoes do they prefer to wear?
One might think that having a hundred pairs of shoes to pick from would make it a simple matter, but au contraire - there stood Isolde in front of it with her hands spread at her sides, completely at a loss. The rest of the outfit had been decided on; a glittering silver gown with a slit along her thigh, a grey fur stole, with diamonds to drip from her ears and neck. But the shoes…
Of course. What was she thinking? Simplicity to offset the sparkle.
She reached down and grabbed her favorite old standby - a pair of five inch black stilettos, with red beneath. As uncomfortable as most people found towering heels, she wore them with pride. Not only did they make her taller, she had mastered the art of walking gracefully in them. A ballet star was no stranger to uncomfortable shoes. A pair of stilettos after spending hours en pointe in ballet slippers was not an ideal transition, but she could suffer through it. Looking good, after all, came before feeling good.
(( for the g l a m o u r THANK U @breakingbridges ))
breakingbridges
ffxiv is a great game because it has a npc in it...
he is an excellent elf, a beautiful boy
A PERFECT BOY i cry every time i think about him